Good writing, with a strong point and with life oozing out.

displaced

April 26, 2013

running with a group, I am a misfit

my face is fierce

turning away greetings with its chill

feet padding out a cadence familiar

but utterly unsustainable

legs stretching out their stride

half a block before a blinking crosswalk

eyes capturing snapshots of safe paths

at treacherous intersections

head turning involuntarily

to check blind spots

ragged breath hushed

when passing another person

pace picked up

with the finish line on the horizon

 

I am a Gremlin on a Ferrari frame

I am a jockey on a pony

I am an old guy sucking in his gut

gasping for his glory days

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